No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 299 Saint Blood Pact

Jinjiao and Yinjiao looked at each other, and immediately followed suit.

Jin Jiao swallowed a elixir full of immortal energy, his breath suddenly rose sharply, his face flushed red, a golden unicorn on his forehead shone brightly, and the Yanghuo plantain fan in his hand also gradually revealed a destructive aura. Invincible breath.

"call!"

This time, less than half of the Yang Fire was a golden flame, which gave people a more powerful and irresistible sense of oppression, but strangely, they could not feel the slightest bit of high temperature.

However, the ground quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was burned into nothingness by the indescribable blazing high temperature.

"not good!"

Emperor Yama's face changed drastically, and he blurted out uncontrollably. The spells in his hands changed rapidly, and streams of jet-black ink-like light erupted from his mouth and shot onto the black shield.

The black shield immediately flashed with black light, and a trace of metallic luster emitted. The entire shield suddenly became as black as ink, and dark golden runes appeared in large patches on it.

"Crackling!"

The Yanghuo seems to be extremely spiritual, with thousands of divisions, each ray of flame is just attached to the dark golden rune, and the rune is burned like a firewood, making bursts of crisp sound.

After a while, the sun fire burned out, and there were not many dark golden runes left. Before Emperor Yama could take a breath, he saw the silver horn also swallowed a pill, and fanned it with all his strength, and suddenly the sky was covered with white flames. With this trace of almost transparent flames, he rushed forward again.

The dark golden runes were immediately covered with frost at a speed visible to the naked eye. The runes, which originally operated according to some mysterious laws, became sluggish and slow, and the powerful aura of the black shield also became much duller. .

At this moment, Jin Jiao swallowed another pill, his breath surged again, and he fanned out again. The white extremely cold flame had not completely dissipated, but when he was hit by this extremely hot flame, he immediately aroused some kind of strong reaction , a group of golden and two-color intertwined thunder appeared out of thin air, followed by a huge explosion that resounded through the sky and earth and a berserk shock wave that destroyed everything.

"Boom!"

The dust and vigor all over the sky temporarily obscured the consciousness of all the immortals, unable to clearly identify the surroundings or even the direction.

After a long time, the dust cleared away, revealing the horrified nine kings.

"Golden Horn and Silver Horn, the two of you are disciples of majestic saints, how can you help a mere celestial boy?"

Emperor Yama is the center of the formation, and naturally consumes the most.

Originally, he was full of self-confidence. With his Daluo Jinxian's cultivation base and powerful innate supernatural powers, he would not be afraid even if Jinjiao Yinjiao held a yin-yang banana fan, but he never thought that this legendary disciple of the saint would actually do it for an ant-like The fairy is crazy about drugs and desperate.

Is this immortal the reincarnation of your biological father?

As for being so desperate?

A few of us took him as a slave, not you, why is it so serious like fried hair?
"Hehehe, the patriarchs, your news is really closed. Everyone knows that Senior Brother Jinjiao Yinjiao has changed his sect and joined my Master Yizhenren's sect. Why don't you know?"

Seeing the power of the golden horn and the silver horn's magic weapon, Ashura couldn't help but feel ecstatic. With such strength, there is hope for the rise of his own Asura clan.

"It's you, Asura, you traitor of the Ten Clans of Hell, traitor of the Asura Clan, our Ten Clans of Hell and Heaven are incompatible, this is the legacy of the ancient Asura Saints of your clan, are you going to betray your ancestors, even the last face Do you want them all?"

Emperor Yan Luo was furious.

The Shura clan would rather die than surrender, and would not recognize their Emperor Yan Luo's supreme status in hell, otherwise they would not spend a lot of resources to win other families to jointly attack the Shura clan.

But today, Emperor Shura, no, Emperor Shura Prajna has been promoted to quasi-sage, and he is a strong man who is truly qualified to be called the saint of hell. He is the most beloved and regarded as the jewel in the palm of his hand. He refused the nineteenth princess who came to propose marriage in person. , Asura, seems to have already apprenticed to that young man in the realm of celestial beings.

Is Prajna crazy?
Or was Asura blinded by lard, how could he fall in love with such a low-level kid?

"Patriarch Yan Luo, since ancient times, the ten clans of hell have respected our Shura clan, and your ancestors have sworn a blood oath in front of our clan's Shura ancestor, and have supported our Shura clan's emperor's orthodox status for generations, but now You broke your promise, took advantage of the trough period when our Shura clan was suppressed by the Heavenly Court and could not be killed, and thus the overall strength was greatly reduced, assembled the coalition forces to invade and kill countless people of our clan, dare to ask, are you not afraid of the blood oath backlash?"

Ashura gritted his silver teeth, and angrily scolded Emperor Yan Luo and his party full of hatred.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the kings of other races immediately changed, as if they recalled something extremely terrifying.

Emperor Yan Luo saw it in his eyes, and thought it was not good in secret, and immediately cursed: "Bah, the blood oath of shit is back!"

"Everyone, the blood oath is terrible, but it was an oath made by our clans to the saint Shura in ancient times, and the saint of the Shura clan has long since fallen, and even his legend has disappeared in the long river of time, otherwise we will unite and rebel, no, It’s doing justice for the heavens and helping the evil, isn’t it already backlashed by the blood oath?”

Emperor Yan Luo hurriedly explained that the previous hard work must not be in vain.

Asura sneered and said, "Really? Do you know why my patriarch of Shura wanted to fortify the walls and clear the land, and defend to the death in the Imperial City of Shura?"

"what?"

Emperor Yama suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

Seeing the change in Emperor Yan Luo's face, Ashura couldn't help but smiled knowingly: "Look, patriarchs, what your emperor has realized, so let me make it clear."

Asura pinched a strange spell, and chanted a deep, ancient, and long-lasting mantra.

The nine kings, including Emperor Yama, suddenly felt a sharp pain in their hearts, and they couldn't help but tear the clothes on their chests, revealing chests of different shapes.

But regardless of whether there is flesh and blood skin or not, a blood-red rune appears on the surface of the heart, exuding the breath of a saint.

"It's broken, it's a saint's blood contract!"

"My God, didn't it mean that the saint is dead, and the blood oath in the blood is completely invalid?"

"No, no, if the blood contract is still there, when our nine major coalition forces besieged the Shura Palace, why didn't Prajna take action?"

"No, I understand. Prajna must be waiting for this little girl to accomplish a major event that can be blessed by heaven's luck. If she succeeds, she will naturally be promoted to a quasi-sage, and she can annihilate me in one fell swoop without using a blood contract. If it doesn't work, then use the blood contract to let me wait for the ashes to annihilate, hehe, Prajna, you are so vicious, scheming, and ruthless!"

In the end, it was Emperor Yan Luo who suddenly realized the cause and effect. He couldn't help but sweat coldly, his hair stood on end, and a layer of fine goose bumps covered his whole body.

Who knows why Da Luo Jinxian has goosebumps, anyway, Emperor Yan Luo seems to have fallen into an ice cave at this moment, desperate to the extreme.

Rebellion, Blood Pact, Quasi-Saint.

No matter which punishment the Shura clan uses, their Yama clan will definitely disappear in smoke and completely disappear among the ten clans of hell.

(End of this chapter)